This is our Christmas card picture this year. I desperately wanted to get all of our animals in the picture, but it was like trying to wrangle greasy pigs.
The turkeys aren’t exactly a species you can hold and pet, and they’re difficult to catch as they hop and bark around like jumping beans. So we had to try and lure them over with feed on the ground behind us, and forget about getting the toms to spread their feathers! Out of the question! The kittens were in hiding and frankly, the ducks and geese were already in the freezer.
We brought Lucy the goat over. At least that’s what our niece calls her. She’s our favorite and is by far one of the prettiest. And hey, it’s not like she’s a human kid, we’re allowed to have our favorites!
I had picked all the zinnias out the garden the previous Friday because we knew it was going to freeze and I wanted to use them in the picture. I stuffed about 20 in a five gallon bucket and they waited over the weekend for their photo debut.
Lucy seemed fine initially. Dan whispered sweet nothings in her ear about how pretty she was and how she was our favorite, while she just looked longingly in the direction of the rest of the herd. Goats do not like to be alone!
At my brother’s wedding in Atlanta, we stayed at a B&B I found called “The Social Goat” and it all makes sense now. Oh, they did have goats, and turkeys and chickens! We have a lot in common now!
Dan’s job was the goat, and mine was the camera!
Quick Dan! Grab her horns, don’t let her escape! Now behave Lucy and SMILE!
Instead, she stuck her tongue out at us, and I ran back to the camera hoping for another good shot. Where are those turkeys?
Most of the time, it was like this. Slightly out of focus, flowers starting to freeze and droop, goats and turkeys not smiling for the camera, me at weird angles, and Dan smiling perfectly. Maybe I was practicing sign language?
It was actually pretty cold on this day and we were trying to take the photo ourselves with just the camera and tripod. There was a lot of running back and forth and countdowns. And the wind seemed to always be in the wrong direction for my hair.
Dan doesn’t have a problem in that area.
Anyway, we finally got a winner before I ran inside to soak my hands in hot water and blow my runny nose.
Today, I’ve got one of the giant crookneck squash roasting in the oven and it smells (and tastes) fantastic!
The sun is shining and the thin layer of snow looks like diamond dust.
I went out to get the eggs for the second time today since its cold and we don’t want them to freeze, and I’ve discovered that one our hens has laryngitis!
She was standing right next to me and the rooster was nearby, making himself heard loud and clear. Her little beak would open, then close.
Open. Close. Nothing.
It was pretty amusing! Poor girl. At least it hasn’t affected her egg laying abilities.
That’s our week on the farm!